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текст песни

We don't sleep at night, we are waiting at night
We play the game sorry only we play alive
We are not the gods of turnips at all
But we have our tracks
We are like lumberjacks
Chop the Russian repost and in the trash
After all, this is not just a word for us,
From them we have a head all around!
We write at night
And after the day we observe smoke
And there is no difference between life and this regime
Even under pressure
Some left -handed people
We are not looking for easy ways
And there were a lot of creatures
Among the poor masses,
Although we do not live areas
VIP class
To whom we want to give in the eye!


Chorus:

We are sitting on the roof of these houses of high
We write poetry with a scent not a sting of the lungs
And at night and afternoon we remain ourselves
After all, we are connected by one fate